Haveli ke aangan mein suraj ki pehli kiran jab dharti ko chhoo rahi thi, tabhi haveli ke andar ek aur nayi roshni jaagi thi—Meera ki zindagi ki pehli subah, Thakurain ke roop mein.

Khaat par safed mulmul ki chadaron ke beech woh ab bhi soti thi. Thakur Veer ab bhi uske paas the. Ek haath se uske kamar ko thaam rakha tha, jaise raat ki dard bhari sukoon bhoolne wali baatein ab bhi unke beech hawa mein thami hui ho. Meera ki zulfein uski cheekh se chipki hui thi, aankhen band thi lekin saans tez—raat ki khamoshi ab subah ki sargoshi ban chuki thi.